Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Dear pollen (and mold?): STOP IT. No love, me.

Hel-Lo, Milwaukee!

Oh hai. I have arrived in this fair, Midwestern berg. I have gotten my toes all prettified and confused the living crap out of both salon workers and clientele, for I requested black nails with white tips- a gothy French manicure. Snerk :) I'd like to think that a salon in Boston wouldn't be so phased. Maybe? I'll have to try it out. An experiment.

I'm strangely not that sad that my dinner plans fell through. I sort of want pizza, which is just across the parking lot. Also maybe catch a movie.